The guard took a quick glance at Mu Lianshen's face and wanted to reach out to help him apply medicine.
He blocked it with his hand and said, "Bring my clothes from the car..."
After getting the clothes, he didn't apply any medicine and just changed into new clothes.
The guard said anxiously: "You didn't apply the medicine..."
Mu Lianshen put on his coat as if he had heard nothing, tidied his clothes carefully, and changed his pants.
A set of black top and pants, a bit thick, obviously not suitable for this weather.
He also wore a coat...
He was wearing a black suit that fit him well, with the belt tightly fitted around his thin waist. He had a straight figure, deep brows and broad eyes.
The clothes I took off were covered in blood and were just casually placed on the ground.
He slowly walked out of the room.
He walked out of the room and went straight to the outside of Fu Xiao's room.
There was silence for a moment at the door, hands clasped.
Gently push open the door...
Walked in.
Fu Hong at the door wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Fu Weilun who was standing beside him.
Mu Lianshen walked into her room quietly.
The wound on his back was tearing and hurting, but he didn't care.
Standing beside the bed, he squatted down and looked at her slightly red eyes and the tip of her nose which was also red.
His face was full of grievance.
Mu Lianshen stretched out his trembling hand and gently stroked the corner of her eyes.
As if she sensed a warm hand approaching, she subconsciously rubbed it and called out vaguely, "Mom..."
Mu Lianshen's hands froze in place, and his eyes became even more sad.
He caressed her cheek gently and ruffled her hair softly.
After a long time, he slowly stood up.
He looked at her deeply and walked out of the room.
He closed the door gently and looked at Fu Hong who was standing at the door. He said softly, "Can you take me to the cemetery..."
Fu Hong subconsciously looked at Fu Weilun.
Mu Lianshen also turned his gaze to him.
Fu Weilun also looked at Mu Lianshen, then smiled slightly, his eyes pointed, "Okay... Ah Hong, take him to the back mountain..."
"Don't walk in the village, go around from the back..."
Fu Hong took him out of the Fu family's gate, but instead of taking the main road, they took a detour from the back and entered the back mountain.
Along the way, Fu Hong stole glances at him more than once.
Mu Lianshen raised his eyes and met his gaze. "What's the matter?"
Fu Hong was a little annoyed and said angrily: "I just think you and your sister do look alike..."
"Um..."
Fu Hong also lost his temper and said loudly: "If someone hadn't come to harm our family, my sister wouldn't have wanted to look for you at all."
"So, even if you are Xiaoxiao's father, don't even think about bullying her..."
If someone didn't want to attack their family, Xiaoxiao would not have thought of looking for him. She didn't care about him as a father at all.
Mu Lianshen looked at his eyes that were similar to Fu Xiao's and said calmly: "I won't bully her..."
Fu Hong really wanted to scold him to vent his anger for his sister, but when he looked at his face, he couldn't bring himself to scold him.
He snorted coldly and quickened his pace.
They soon arrived at the back mountain, and Fu Hong took him to the two graves in the corner.
I turned around and was about to say something to him, but when I looked back at his expression, I suddenly couldn't say anything.
His face was calm, but his dark eyes seemed to contain turbulent waves.
Fu Hong thought about it and decided not to disturb him, so he turned and left the back mountain.
Mu Lianshen stood there, and the moment he saw the grave, he suddenly felt a piercing pain in his heart.
His Shushu is buried here...
He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes casting a thick shadow under his eyes, "Shushu, I'm late..."
Bend down and clear the weeds around the grave.
Going around to the other side of the tomb, I was closer to the tomb engraved with Fu Jingshu's name.
A smile appeared on his face, "Shushu, this is the clothes you made for me..."
He turned around and showed her what he was wearing in a demonstrative way.
"I was too fat to wear them... now I can."
Mu Lianshen sat down in front of the grave and stroked the grave with his hand. "I've lost a lot of weight without you by my side for so many years..."
He suddenly recalled that thirteen years ago...
During Fu Jingshu's pregnancy, her taste buds became very strange and she wanted to eat sour food.
But he would always buy her an extra portion of something spicy.
Every time she sees something spicy, she always acts coquettishly, "You like daughters so much, will you dislike a son when you give birth to him?"
He always hugged her gently and coaxed her: "As long as it's yours, it doesn't matter whether it's a boy or a girl. I love you the most..."
"I've heard from my father a long time ago that you were very cute when you were a child. I want a daughter because a daughter you give birth to will definitely be cuter."
"If we have a daughter, I will protect both of you. Of course, if we have a son, then the two of us will protect you."
The two of them hugged each other, looking forward to the arrival of the child in their arms.
How happy he was at that time.
All the good things came to an abrupt end 13 years ago.
It’s been 13 years. It’s a very distant memory, yet it’s as clear as if it happened yesterday.
After thinking for a long time, he came back to his senses from his memory...
Mu Lianshen raised his eyes, his eyes were as dark as ink, without any light, "Shushu, do you still remember Lin Wu? The one who drank too much on our wedding day..."
"He has an older brother named Lin Wen, the one wearing glasses,"
"Lin Wu has a fiancée in the countryside... his family keeps urging him to get married, but he keeps putting it off..."
Mu Lianshen raised his head and suddenly felt that today's sun was a little dazzling.
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